At this time, it was the middle of the night, and all kinds of chaotic emotions were haunting Zijun. I went to class for a week, and I was so tired that I didn't want to move when I went back to the dormitory every day. I took a break today, went out for a casual walk, and felt more and more insignificant. Walking into the crowd, she was afraid that she would be overwhelmed in the next moment, which made her feel panicked.

There is very little time to read, and a quiet environment is hard to find. But the panic prompted her not to stop......

Busy days always go by quickly, and in a flash it is late August. The twentieth of every month is the day of payroll, and everyone's face is obviously more irrepressible joy.

Zijun is getting a salary for the first time, and the excitement in his heart can be imagined. She saw that everyone had a slender note in their hand, some of them carefully put it in their pockets, while others looked at it and crumpled it into a nearby trash can.

The salary of ordinary wage earners is not a secret, and the composition of wages is nothing more than basic salary plus overtime wages, as well as various benefits. The older the employee, the higher the base salary and better benefits.

The first time a newcomer gets a salary, he or she has to get a bank card and a pay slip directly from the cashier. Zijun rushed to the finance room on the second floor, and there happened to be a few newcomers waiting there.

The cashier, Sister Wang, is a local woman in her thirties, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and speaking with a serious local accent.

Zijun understood seven or eight points, and the rest was guessed. She nodded yes and again as she took the envelope and came out of the finance room. As soon as she walked around the corner, she carefully opened the envelope, her mood was not urgent, and the other people who came together were in a similar situation, and they also took out the salary slip as soon as they came out of the financial office, after all, this was the first time she had received her salary.

There was a bank card inside, and another was a slender and long note like everyone else's. She stretched out two fingers to clip out the note, and looked at it one by one, the upper column is the classification, the lower is the number, the basic salary is 150, overtime pay: 123, full attendance 20, and subsidies or something, the total amount of zero and zero adds up to 318 yuan, which is really a lot.

She only entered the factory in her teens, and the actual time she worked was only half a month. That's more than 300 yuan? That's all for a semester of her junior high school year. It's no wonder that everyone now aspires to come out and work.

It was the first salary she ever received, a figure she always remembered. Rubbing this narrow note, Zijun's heart was full of joy, Dad, I can make money. Then he carefully folded the note, stuffed the envelope into his pocket, and thought about how many to send home, thinking that it was time for him to add some necessary things.

The whole person was dizzy, and he didn't notice the "under maintenance" sign standing next to the elevator. I didn't even notice that the elevator doors were open, and they should have been closed under normal circumstances.

She reached out and pressed the button to close the door. The door slowly closes, and little by little, the light fades. When she found that it was completely dark in the elevator, she looked overhead, and there was no light. Zijun's heart tightened, his face turned white, and he suddenly stretched out his hands and desperately broke the elevator door to both sides.

I can't die! What if I die? I only got paid today, no, Dad is still waiting. A series of terrible thoughts appeared in my mind, and my mind was chaotic for a while, and people were so confused that they couldn't even cry, and there was only one thought, I must not die! I really don't know if it was brave or cowardly, I actually thought of death, but strangely I didn't cry.

I thought about it a lot, but in fact, it was only a moment, but the door did not depend on her, and finally closed slowly. It was dark in the elevator, and the fear was calmed down a little.

She leaned down on the crack in the door and looked out, and a faint light came through the crack in the door. From time to time, there were voices of people passing by, talking, and footsteps. She yelled, "Is there anyone!" and kicked the door a few more times. Then I pushed the ladder door to both sides, and after a few strokes, I was sweating profusely, and my hands were slippery and I couldn't push at all.

However, there was a long sweat mark on the door, and Zijun couldn't do it for a while, so he had to lean there to rest for a while, but he was not as nervous and scared as he was at the beginning. There are gaps, at least not suffocation. But it's very hot, and the nervousness in my heart is even hotter, and the overalls are tightly attached to the skin, so I don't feel embarrassed.

After a short rest, she began to pick the door again, and the ladder door was finally opened by a small finger-wide slit after her repeated efforts. Zijun was overjoyed, slammed the door harder, and with a bang, the ladder door finally opened, and Zijun staggered and sat in the elevator.

It looks really embarrassing, but it is nothing in front of life! She happily stood up with her hands on the door, smiled widely, and ran out with her feet up, but bumped into an arm that was lying across the door. When she raised her eyes, she saw a boy in a factory uniform standing on one side of the elevator, and stretched out one hand to the other side of the elevator, just blocking her way out.

"Get out of the way. Zijun was a little annoyed.

"Little sister, you're new here, right?what's your name?," The boy posed in a pose that he thought he was handsome, and a series of questions floated out like bubbles.

"Does it have anything to do with you? Good dogs don't get in the way!" If Zijun usually speaks, he will definitely not be so unpolite. But when he was so embarrassed, his good temper was worn out. Looking at his eyesore arm, Zijun's face was swollen and red, and his mouth was tightly pursed after speaking.

The boy looked like a ruffian, but he didn't let it. After a long confrontation, Zijun had an idea, quickly got around, drilled under his arm, and then fled as if flying, muttering "boring" in his heart.

This series of actions was done in one go, and the boy did not react at all. Even if he really reacted, he wouldn't stop the girl anymore, after all, his original intention was just to tease her, and it was not beautiful if it was too much.

"Hey, is that how you treat your savior?" the boy's voice came from the stairs, Zijun didn't hear it, and ran forward quickly. The boy looked downstairs and saw the girl's ponytail flying. What a beautiful, stubborn, and witty girl, he couldn't help grinning, touching his heart, which was beating a little fast, and then walked downstairs.

"Brother Jing, what's going on?" asked the boy downstairs.

The boy called Brother Jing smiled, "What do you want to eat, I'll treat you tonight." ”